Otatso Wetlands the big dipper

Her next question brought with it a small flick of his ear, as he contemplated the distance between the wet lands and The Sunspire and if he would consider them nearby. “Close enough,” He supposed with a simple shrug of his shoulders. “I live at The Sunspire.” Sumayl told her, blissfully unaware that there might still be tension between the Creek and the Sunspire, though he knew nothing of that feud, either. Given that Jace had been too busy correcting Sumayl for swearing in front of Vienna, it gave some leeway to forget to tell him if there were any wolves that Sumayl was meant to avoid at all costs. “What about you? Which pack around here are you from?” He wasn't truly curious, not in the way that if he didn't find out he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. Mostly, Sumayl asked because it only seemed polite.